I am going over the edge for you
Over limits
Crushing eggshells

This is the day when the saints step down
Just to save me from myself
another day's sinking deep inside

I can't carry on this far
The evening's taking the shapes in dark
Men and women starring through a glass


And now it's Over
For bad

For good
Over
And I'm over too

I'm over too

I am carrying knife in my heave heart

It's still beating
I don't know
How many hours I've spent inside

Outside seems
Like A No-World
The minutes creep underneath my skin

Seconds vanish
Sink like veins
The clock is ticking me into sleep

Hope I'll find some time for dreams.